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Her hips lift in invitation.
“Don’t be mean, Papi.” Another gyration, and I’m quick to nuzzle her. I love her calling me that. “You’ve been teasing me all day and I’ve been patient.”
“You have been a good girl, haven’t you?”
“The best.”
“Then pull your panties aside and show me that pretty little pussy.” Solimar brings her hand over her mound and pauses. She’s nervous, but the look in her eye is anticipation mixed with lust. Excitement. “Give me what’s mine, Preciosa.”
She pulls the thin material aside. “I’ve always been yours.”
23
THOSE FOUR WORDS fill me with peace, but it’s the sight of her bare pussy that causes me to snap. My mouth waters. My cock gives a hard jerk.
“Christ, Preciosa.” I lick her from slit to clit; one long pass with the flat of my tongue and a groan rumbles in my chest. She’s sweet and decadent—the literal incarnation of pleasure—and I bury my face between her thighs.
I’m obsessed. My hunger is uncontrollable.
“Fuck,” I growl, dipping my tongue in her entrance as another rush of wetness seeps out. Her taste robs me of my senses as I catch each drop before parting her labia and reaching the throbbing bundle of nerves.
Her hips lift and back arches as I flick it with the tip of my tongue. Her hands fist the blanket when I scrape my teeth over it.
“So good. Need—”
“Me. Only ever me.” My cock throbs—hurts, but I keep my focus on her. Every swipe of my tongue over her swollen pussy is sweeter than the last.
“Don’t stop.” It’s a plea. A cry of total surrender. “I’m so close.”
“You need to come?” I slip a finger inside to the first knuckle, in and out, and her opening clenches. Tries to pull me in deeper. “Tell me.”
“Please,” she whispers, body flushed and chest heaving as Solimar holds my stare. “Please make me come.”
Fuck she’s beautiful.
Laying like this, wanton and free with my land surrounding us, she takes my breath away.
This is her at her most natural. No titles or propriety. No one directing her actions.
Just her. Just a woman enjoying a simple pleasure.
Solimar, my beautiful little flower.
I pull my finger out and give her clit two quick slaps. “So pretty and swollen. Wet for me.”
“Alejandro, I...” Her words die as I lower my jeans past my ass and kick them off. My hand lazily works my cock, fist tight and wet with her juices.
We’re out in the open with nature surrounding us and my dirt just a few layers beneath our bodies. Seeing—having her like this on my land is what I’ve been missing all these years while I lived in chosen solitude. She’s what I’ve needed without knowing. She’s my home and sanctuary.
“I want to hear you scream my name.” With my other hand, I rub her, running my fingers up and down her slit. “Can you do that for me?”
I’m keeping her close.
Want her tears and cries of frustration.
“Yes,” she hisses when I slide the blunt of my cock up her slit to nuzzle her clit.
“God, little flower.” Motherfuck, she’s slick. Her wetness coats me, marks me. “My Sol.”
